Free Protective Custody by Wynter Daniels Page A

lit by the glow from the candles.
    She worked her way out of her bra, which had become a twisted cord around her waist. Will shucked his shirt while she lit a candle. He knew her so well. He took comfort in the familiar gesture.
    She met his gaze, and he grinned at the smoldering remnants of her orgasm. He planned to ignite that flame many times this night. She followed him with her eyes as he kicked off his shoes and lowered his pants. His hard-on tented his boxers.
    Megan traced his hard length. “Is that for me?” Her voice, smoky and quiet, filled him with an undeniable craving.
    “All for you.”
    She peeled away his underwear and closed her hand around his cock. Need quickened his blood. His entire body quaked with pent-up longing.
    For her.
    He took in his surroundings and assured himself he wasn’t dreaming. Not this time. She shifted against him. Her skin felt like velvet on his. He cupped her ass, marveled at how it fit so perfectly in his hands. Like he alone was meant to hold it.
    “Make love to me, Will.” Her voice wrapped around him, electrified him.
    “Get on the bed.”
    She instantly obeyed, sat on the edge, facing him. He opened the top drawer of the nightstand and grabbed a condom. His breath caught as he trailed his gaze over her body. He couldn’t drag his stare away from her beauty as he sheathed himself. “Move back.”
    She lay down, and he climbed over her. He grasped her breast, laved it and circled the dark areola with hungry swipes of his tongue. Her skin tasted just as sweet as always.
    She lifted her hips, sliding her wet sex along his cock. A ravenous appetite spread through him. God, he needed to fuck her, hard and fast, longed to surrender to his savage lust. Smoothing a hand along her thigh, he parted her legs wider and angled the tip of his shaft against her pussy.
    He pushed into her and hot, delectable pressure engulfed his cock. A purr of pleasure broke from her lips. Driving deeper with every thrust, he climbed closer and closer to nirvana. The snug confines of her pussy sent his head into a dizzying tailspin.
    Megan rocked with him in an ancient rhythm they both knew so well. She captivated all his senses—her taste on his tongue, her scent in his head, the silky feel of her skin and her tight sex, the sound of lusty moans and the vision of her hot body.
    She wrapped her legs around him. “Yes, baby. Give it all to me.”
    He thrust harder inside her, desperately clinging to his control by a thread, sliding along her sweet walls. She constricted around him, and the hot pressure of his lust built in his balls, approached the boiling point. But he refused to let it end.
    He withdrew from her. She turned over and got on all fours, sensing his plan. Taking hold of her waist with one hand, he spread her lips with his other and thrust the crown of his cock into her. She backed against him and took his length deeper. Tunneling into her faster, he caught her breasts in his hands and strummed the peaked nipples with his thumbs.
    Her cries filled the air, growing louder and more demanding. “Yes, yes, oh God, yes.”
    His control shredded. Feeling her body convulse and shimmy with her climax did him in. He surrendered to the deluge of ecstasy.
    Pumping into her harder, faster, deeper, he erupted in a mind-blowing rhapsody. Pleasure flared in every direction, singeing his flesh and filling his empty coffers with each blissful stroke. He shuddered and thrust into her a few more times before settling over her, completely satisfied and spent.
    I want to feel this way forever.
    She sighed contentedly. “Will…”
    “Hmm?”
    Say it.
    She ran her hands along his back. “I—That was amazing.”
    Please, say it.
    She shut her eyes.
    He kissed her neck. “Later we’ll take our time. Easy and slow.” If she wouldn’t put voice to it, then he would. “I love you.”
    Her hands stopped moving, and there was no mistaking the cool stiffness that settled over her. An invisible knife ripped